Page 78 of Meteor Storm

“That’s the problem.”

His brows furrowed and that pull I felt only got more difficult to resist. I had to change the subject. My stupid mouth had gotten away from me. Perhaps it was being away from Earth and the Nexus that got me. I was feeling homesick… despite not having a home.

“Sorry, I’m not really like this on a normal basis. Space is getting to me.”

“Don’t apologize, Penelope. I enjoy every side of you.”

“Stop it. You don’t know every side of me. And you never will. Because I’m being sent away again to be someone else’s problem.”

“That is not what you are.”

“Should we be trying to get away from each other? To, you know, ease into this inevitable separation?”

He remained calm and collected through everything I said.

I wished I had that same control.

“Would that make things easier for you?”

I swallowed hard and then admitted, “No.”

He stepped forward as if someone had unhooked him from his chains and he took my face gently in his hands, bringing my lips to his. The instant heat from his mouth sent fiery streams through my whole body until I moaned, helpless. I grabbed hold of his arms and held onto him, wanting nothing more than to hear him promise not to leave my side. I would have killed for that promise. I would have leapt right back into the arena and fought for him to say it.

When we parted, he pressed his forehead to mine, breathing me in.

“Penny, I want you to know, if I had it my way, you would be mine,” he said, his voice and the deep growling undertone of his words making my body melt beneath me like hot wax.

“You want to know what scares me?” I whispered, opening my eyes and gazing up at him, eyes stinging. “I already am.”

He stilled, his eyes flitting back and forth between mine, his breath coming in longer, louder rhythms. I wanted to know what he was thinking, but then he moved away from me, reaching back to slap the control on the door and close it. When he turned back to face me, he gave me no time before his mouth crashed into mine again, hungrier than ever. I rose up on my toes, arching into him as his big hands pulled at my waist. His tongue slid into my mouth as if he owned it and he did. I was all his and I relished the idea of him losing control over his urges.

Thilar drove me toward the window until my back pressed into the cool glass. I gasped at the shock and he immediately tugged me away from it, moving himself toward the bed until he was sitting down on the edge. I stood between his knees looking down at him as his fingers slid up beneath the hem of my jacket. I was panting, my body too hot to notice the cold anymore. I traced his jaw with my fingers as he began to pull the magnetic closure of my jacket apart, slowly unwrapping me like an offering.

“What do you want?” I whispered as my breasts fell free, my nipples pebbling as soon as they hit the frigid air.

His hands moved toward my pants next, tugging them down my hips, his eyes never leaving mine.

“I want you to get out of these clothes,” he rasped.

I instantly shimmied the jacket off and stepped out of my pants and boots, eager to feel Thilar against me. As soon as I was bare, he shrugged out of his own jacket, tossing it aside. I loved seeing him like that, his strange markings out for me to see. I reached down, my fingertips moving slowly over the pearlescent script along his ribs.

“What are these?”

“Toel kef markings. A record of my experiences. All monrians begin to collect them after their first contract.”

I sighed, realizing I could listen to him elaborate on that all day, but I was too eager to touch him. Feel him. Judging by the way Thilar’s gaze traced my naked body, he was eager to feel me, too. He gently grabbed my hips, pulling me toward him so he could brush his lips across my newest scar, a thin line where the nozun had stabbed me beneath my ribs.

“Let me see you,” I whispered.

He paused, tilting his head back to look up at me. I stepped back and he slowly stood, towering over me as he tugged the snaps and buckles apart on the front of his pants. I realized then that the only other time I even got a glimpse of his entire body was in the communal bathing area on Mekah, and I’d been trying to avoid staring. I watched him eagerly as he slid his pants down his muscled thighs, my eyes settling immediately on his thick cock. It stretched keenly upward beneath the prominent “v” of his toned lower abdomen. I swallowed, suddenly astounded that it had been inside me. He was not only thick, but he was also long, the tip tapered like a dull arrow with a slight upward curve. The gray color of his skin faded toward the end into something paler where thick veins coiled along the sides.

I glanced back up at Thilar, my core setting fire to my nerves when he pulled me close to him and sat back down on the bed. His cock prodded my thigh, tantalizing and terrifying at the same time, as he slid his hand between my thighs. I was not surprised at how wet I was. My body salivated at the mere thought of Thilar’s touch. He slid two fingers deep into my body and as if on command, I let out a long and satisfied sigh. Leaning in, he kissed my belly, traveling upward slowly before sucking my pert nipple into his mouth.

I braced my hands on his shoulders, trying to stay upright, but he was flooding my body with sensations. As his tongue lavished my breast, his fingers moved inside me, stretching me as if in preparation.

But I wanted more and I knew he did, too.

I shoved against him and he instantly gave in, laying back on the mattress in surrender. I carefully straddled his hips, settling myself against his cock as I kissed him. He raked his fingers through my hair, turning my head to deepen the kiss as he pushed his hips upward, letting his dick slide between my wet lower lips.